Chapter 97: The Massacre of the Southern Huns ([-]) fire! Fire!
There are corpses everywhere! Huchuquan's eyes were only red with fire, and his ears were filled with the screams and wails of the soldiers.
His brother was hit by several arrows in the first round of attack by the Han army and fell off his horse to death.
"Run!"
"Run!!!"
"Run!!!!"
Huchuquan shouted so loud that his voice was hoarse at this moment, but he was unable to save himself. The scene in front of him was as cold as falling into an ice cave, even for a barbarian, even in this hot summer.
Counted! Of the [-] troops, not even one out of ten can escape!
This was a situation Huchuquan had never faced before. He watched the Hun warriors in front of him being swallowed up by the fire one by one.
"puff!"
An arrow flew through the air, silently piercing the left side of Huchuquan's chest, passing through the leather armor, and piercing into his heart and lungs. The severe pain brought him back to reality again.
In disbelief, Hu Chuquan covered his wound with his right hand. Blood spurted out from the wound and splashed on his precious pain came from his chest, as if it was being burned by vision began to blur, and all he could hear was the howling of the wind in the woods.
"Boom!"
Huchuquan's vision immediately went dark and he fell off his horse. He felt as if his body had been hit by a heavy hammer. The pain had never been so sensitive. His mount was also frightened and began to run uncontrollably.
"It's all over!"
At this time, he looked up at the gray sky, his heart full of regret and fire of his life was extinguishing, his breathing was quickening, and his body temperature was losing rapidly.
Finally, he closed his eyes and breathed life force faded away like a candle flickering in the this dying moment, his heart was filled with endless anger and unwillingness, but he was powerless and his defeat was certain!
His soul drifted out of his scarred body like a star twinkling briefly in the night sky.
"Father, I tried my best."
# Time goes back to Yu Fuluo and Huchuquan to pursue to Guluo City.
Guluo City, this city was once a symbol of prosperity, full of life and now, it has become desolate and run-down, like a ghost town.
Traces of years of wind and rain can be seen on the city wall. The city gate is crumbling and rust is visible, as if it will collapse at any time.
The streets were deserted, the shops were closed, and fallen leaves were scattered on the stone pavement, once prosperous market is now overgrown with grass, and lone birds fly by, making a sad sound.
In some dilapidated buildings, you can see the glory and glory of the now they are dilapidated, with exposed masonry, broken windows and mottled walls.
The [-] Southern Huns cavalry who were rapidly pursuing Duan Jiong were still immersed in the joy of victory. Anyone could see who had a greater chance of winning between [-] and [-].
However, a massacre is about to begin ruthlessly.
# After passing through Guluo City, Yu Fuluo saw the battle flags discarded by the Han army on the ground. "Oh, the Han people are being chased so much that they don't even want their flags. It seems they are not far ahead. Speed up the pursuit!"
"drive!"
"drive!"
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The large group of cavalry passed by at high speed, and many people deliberately stepped on the battle flag with their horses, as if this kick could satisfy their inner joy, and it was an injury to the dignity of the big man and a kind of honor to them.
As the sky gradually darkened, all the [-] troops pursuing Duan Ji passed through Guluo City, and immediately the Han army took action.
After many days of preparation, the Han army had already cut down a large number of trees, transported a large amount of stones, and a large amount of kerosene. In order to ensure that the pursuing Southern Huns could not escape, the Han army chose to completely reduce Guluo City to ruins.
With a "boom", the boulder fell, successfully cutting off the southern Huns' northward escape route.
At the same time, in order to prevent the Southern Huns from abandoning their horses and fleeing, the Han army specially raised a wall of fire to prevent anyone from leaving.
# On the hillside, Xi Zhicai had already detected the army of the Southern Huns. According to reports from Tanma, there were about [-] Southern Huns chasing General Duan this time. This was an astonishing number, more than when Liu Han surrounded and annihilated the Xianbei people. need more. "Ha," Xi Zhicai showed a rare and slightly cruel joke on his face, "It's time to close the net, let us enjoy this killing feast, let's begin!"
Following Xi Zhicai's order, the Han troops on both sides of the hillside attacked at the same time, thundering rocks, rolling wood, rockets, rockets, and rockets. Countless rockets shot down from the hillside.
Although the Han army did not have an advantage in terms of numbers, no matter how many people the Southern Xiongnu had, they could not withstand the power of nature.
"boom!"
A raging fire broke out in the valley, and the vanguard army led by Yu Fuluo was the first to bear the brunt.
"what!"
"what!"
"."
The Han army's surprise attack was unexpected, and the five thousand vanguard troops led by Yu Fuluo were defeated by sudden rockets and rocks midway.
It was summer, the weather was dry, and the Han army also used a lot of kerosene. In an instant, the vanguard army was surrounded by a sea of fire.
"Go back!"
"Get back!"
"Don't panic!"
But Yu Fuluo shouted to no avail. Even if the soldiers were not afraid, because they were beaten suddenly and the horses were frightened, the entire marching formation was disrupted! Yu Fuluo only saw his own warriors. Some were killed by thundering stones and rolling trees, some were shot to death by random arrows, and some fell from their horses and were trampled to death by random feet. Beyond the firelight in the distance, Yu Fuluo could faintly see Duan Jiong's army drawing their bows and shooting arrows, in preparation.
"Whoosh!"
With a three-stone bow, a hundred paces away, Duan Qiao hit Fu Luo's body with an arrow, and Fu Luo immediately fell to the ground.
"Brother!"
This scene was seen by Hu Chuquan, who had just arrived. He wanted to lead his army to rush over and fight a bloody path, but the Han army in front had already erected a wall of fire, and there were continuous rocket interference from the Han army on the hillsides on both sides. He wanted to rush forward. Going out is easier said than done.
"The rear army becomes the front army, retreat at full speed, and exit Guluo City!"
This is the only solution Huchuquan can think of.
But it was too late at this point.
The Han army had successfully blocked the retreat.
"Abandon your horse and break out towards the hillsides on both sides!"
However, the army had long been divided by the Han army's stones, wood, firewood, and scattered rockets. The soldiers of the Southern Huns had already been in disarray and fled in a hurry, completely ignoring their companions. Many of them even brought the flames to their companions. This This caused a more serious chain reaction.
Not only that, as the fire burned, the materials in the valley were not fully burned, and a large amount of suffocating smoke appeared, which further exacerbated the situation.
"puff!"
Hu Chuquan was unable to save his life, and a cold arrow that came from nowhere penetrated his chest, leaving him to sleep here forever.
The death of the leader accelerated the retreat of the Southern Huns. The Han army was waiting in front, and huge rocks blocked Guluo City in the rear. There was also a raging fire in the city, making it impossible to get out. On the slopes on both sides, there were not only Han archers, but also There were Han soldiers armed with spears. Anyone who dared to charge forward would be stabbed to death on the spot.
There is no way to escape!
All [-] troops perished in the flames.
As for the Han army, except for some who fell to the ground due to heatstroke due to high temperatures, no one was killed.
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